In the Millet family, the men have a tradition of going shooting on Thanksgiving -- because sometime during the day they get kicked out of the kitchen. Trav didn't want to miss out on this manly event so on Saturday we went out to Utah Lake with Amber and my Dad. We had a blast, no one got shot and I think everyone hit a clay at least once -- including me! I know, shocker.
Amber and my grandpa's pistol.
Don't you think she looks altogether too happy with a gun in her hand?
The mountain man
You can't really tell, but to either side of us and all around were hundreds of other people out exercising their right to bear arms. We're just glad no one got shot.
Petey's new camo jacket and ear mufflers. The little man didn't even flinch when a gun was fired. Doesn't he look a little like Ralphie's brother here?
